Water Fast Journey, 2019
Day 1:
13:13, i think I'm okay, feel a bit hungry and dizzy
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Water Fast Journey, 2019
Day 1:
13:13, i think I'm okay, feel a bit hungry and dizzy
being touchstarved makes u absolutely buckwild when someone does smth simple like .share a chair with u
like having someone touch your hand with the tips of their fingers shouldnāt feel like So Much it shouldnāt feel like your whole body is going into anaphylactic shock but here we are. here we are.
ok 2 many of u relate
Someone gave me a compliment and reached out and squeezed my hand and I fell in love and couldnāt speak for several minutes
I was just gonna type this in the tags but I have to say this.
Growing up in North America is surreal.Ā Every tiny little blip of physical affection is deemed as sexual interest. Boys arenāt allowed to hug eachother becauseĀ āthatās gay.ā Girls canāt hold hands becauseĀ āare they going out?ā And GOD FORBID a female friend hugs a male friend.
Having lived in the Netherlands, and reading up about shit like this, Canadians and Americans are starving.Ā
I went to Japan for a school trip in 2012. I went to a highschool there. There were boys hugging, lounging on those blue gym floor mats, holding hands, trowing their arms around eachother. I was startled by how shocked I was.
This mentality ofĀ āif youāre touching you must have sexual interest in the other personā is so fucking disgusting. Hug your friends. Hold hands with them. Touch their hands when you want to reassure them.
Unfortunately that is⦠Very true
Everyone talks about depression but they never talks about what happen next. Self-depreciating jokes always float on the internet, and it becomes part of your identity, the depressed bitch. Until one day, you realized youre not depressed anymore. Havent been depressed in such a long time, even your therapist told you so. Yes, life is still shitty and you can get sad sometimes yet you know youre not depressed. But they never tell you, that it will take awhile for you to fully accept that youre no longer depressed, that those memes you used to relate to will not be relatable anymore and you gotta let go the depression cultureā¢ļø. Yes, life is still shitty and you can get sad sometimes but i hope one day you recover from your depression so my words could finally make sense to you. Keep on fighting.
has anyone posted this yet?
months, it has been months and you still occupy my mind. You might never realised how much someone can like you, or you might grasp the idea already. Pretty sure im not the first person to fell head over heel for you.
All is forgiven for we have been happy, Au Revoir.
if that insane things keep you going, just do it man, as long as it doesnt pass your moral compass
week 7
lot of twist occurred
not a cry for help, i will manage
Life is a collection of moments, the idea is to have as many good one as you can
5 to 7
week 6
week 1 was rough, week 2 was even tougher, yet i managed.
lost my phone.
Now i completely understand what you mean when you said weāre just too fucked up for each other. Maybe i misunderstood, but at least i /believe/ that this is the explanation ive been looking for weeks. Even when i still dont get your exact reason. You and i shall focus to work on ourselves first, for a better version of ourselves. We were happy, or at least i hope we were, but we also were toxic for each other. We were in our comfort zone, yet we forgot to face the actual problem. Au revoir!
i don't want to live
but no courage to take my life either
im not sure not of everything
a disgrace to my family
a burden
a disappointment
i can't
You were the memories I knew I was going to miss as I was living them. The conversations Iād have to get used to not having so often when that day came. There was a time where weād pick up right where we left off. Now, these days I struggle to even say hello or know how to. I want to ask how youāre doing. But I donāt want to know the truth. Because what if you say youāre better off without me.